Disclaimer: Dark Angel is not my show and I don't own any rights. I'm simply an obsessed fan writing fanfiction.
Summary: What happened after the 09 escape and Zack's outbreak of Manticore.
Characters: Zack and Lydecker
Behind Manticore walls
He watched her dead body lying on the metal table. One shot wound. In her chest. 'Well done', he thought. 'I killed my own kid.' He was surprised by his own grief. He had shot a X5 kid; of course not without a good reason. She rebelled, had attacked a guard and there was a very good chance she had used the taken gun against him. So he took advantage of the fact she was blinded by the bright lights. He had a good reason to shoot, so he tried to reassure himself.
"Sir…" A voice interrupted Lydecker's thoughts.
"Yes sergeant."
"We caught four of them." The sergeant paused. "One of them is X5-599, sir."
Lydecker abruptly turned his head . "Show him to me." The sergeant saluted and Lydecker followed the man, leaving the dead X5 girl in the cold room.
Zack screamed. Or did he only think he was screaming… His voice sounded narrow, filled with pain. He knew Lydecker heard the pain in his voice. After a while the electro shocking made him forget about Lydecker or about everything that had happened last night. The voltage that was running through his body was high enough to kill him, but he did not pass out. It was meant to exhaust him. Finally he lost consciousness and he felt himself slipping away in the blackness of pain.
When he woke up, he was in a separation cell. He was cold. Trembling from the pain and tension in his body he got up from the bed. He knew he had lost this fight. He had no idea if his mission failed; did the others got out? Did he gave Max and Jondy enough time to evade capturing? How many did not make it to the outside? Silently he cried, he tried not to, knowing they were probably watching him with camera's in the walls… but he just couldn't stop the tears.
Remarking, after an hour and a half of sleep he felt stronger. He knew what was waiting for him. He knew. He also knew he had to take every chance to break out, the sooner the better. Zack realized himself that if he'd stick too long he'd be transformed back into a soulless soldier. So he waited. Every vibe of his body was concentrated on the next second… focussed on every sound. Seconds went by, minutes passed and hours flew by. The small sound of footsteps crisping on the ground made his heart pound. Adrenaline hit through his veins.
The click of the door was the sign to get into action he ran into the door so that the person behind it fell backwards. He knew there was another door to break through but he already thought of that. He kicked the man on his knees, smashing the man's knees like it was the easiest thing to do; the man screamed it out. Overwhelmed by the pain he wasn't able to get to his gun. Zack snapped the man's neck, grabbed the gun out of the holder and shot the lock of the door and hit it with his gun. It just fell off and Zack took his chances.
That night he was able to escape Manicure -just like eleven of his siblings.